In the face of an obstacle which is impossible to overcome, stubbornness is stupid.

Defending the truth is not something one does out of a sense of duty or to allay guilt complexes, but is a reward in itself.

Life is occupied in both perpetuating itself and in surpassing itself; if all it does is maintain itself, then living is only not dying.

The arrogance of some Christians would close heaven to them if, to their misfortune, it existed.

I realized that even if we went on talking till Judgment Day, I would still find the time all too short.

That is what chills your spine when you read an account of a suicide: not the frail corpse hanging from the window bars but what happened inside that heart immediately before.

Regardless of the staggering dimensions of the world about us, the density of our ignorance, the risks of catastrophes to come, and our individual weakness within the immense collectivity, the fact remains that we are absolutely free today if we choose to will our existence in its finiteness, a finiteness which is open on the infinite. And in fact, any man who has known real loves, real revolts, real desires, and real will knows quite well that he has no need of any outside guarantee to be sure of his goals; their certitude comes from his own drive.